Went to the dry cleaners today to pick up a shirt that had been there for way too long. It is a ghost town where Smart Shop/Rays/Market of Choice/Price Chopper used to be. The cardboarded windows, the sign telling us there is a Rays 8 miles to the north flapping in the breeze - all reminders that an empty store means an empty parking lot, which means an eerie emptiness that bleeds over to all the businesses nearby. The decision of one big business undercuts the valiant efforts made by the smaller, surrounding businesses to continue. I think I saw a tumbleweed blow by. Sigh.
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